Sitting so close to her, I could smell the fragrance of her body. Every morning as we arrived one after another, she would be sitting in her usual cha...r, a whiteboard near at hand, waiting for us. As we took our places she would then start the lesson by first revising whatever had been taught in the last lesson and then starting onto a new topic. Every week there was a test, written and oral. The routine was soon turning hectic, as we had to do a lot of homework each day. The only respite was. It can go so much deeper that a human tongue can, but it's more of a tease because it doesn't know where the most sensitive spots are and just licks them by accident. Sometimes it is great, but at other times you can't get that crazy mutt to hit the right spots, and it will drive you crazy."Paul listened to his sister, never taking his eyes off of the torrid scene in front of him. After the dog had licked up the juices that had seeped from her cunt, and soaked her thighs, it went after her. Chetan: Yes, baby, she is a very lovely person. What’s not to love about her?Chaitna didn’t reply for a while. I thought I made a mistake and now I will lose Chaitna as well. But then I saw Chaitna typing something.Chaitna: I thought about what you said a lot. I know you personally how good as a person you are. Seeing the circumstances, I think you are right. My mom needs to be taken care of and loved. I can’t see my mom unhappy.Chaitna: It’s okay if you can bring that happiness to her face. I. From the time I was born, Mom never spoke anything but Italian with me when we were alone. My Dad believed that my sister and I should go to local schools instead of the ones on post. He felt that it wasn’t just learning the language, but also the culture and history. These were always Catholic schools where we had to wear Uniforms ... which we invariably hated.On one of the trips to Udine, when I was about ten or eleven, I spent more time with Mom’s nephew, Danilo Chialina. He was a couple.